Spiderfang glared at Flamestar,anger quickly rising the tension around her. "Mousebrain,"she growled. She knew she could beat him in battle,if he threatened her. But this was a Gathering,there was a truce. StarClan's little rule saved him this time....she thought,narrowing her eyes.

His wounds were now starting to hurt him a lot and he felt weak and he then fell of the branch even though it was a low one. He hit the ground and immediately blackness swirled around him. He then saw a few StarClan cats and saw an outline of a cat. The leader before him meowed, "You have lost 2 lives Flamestar, you only have 7 lives left."

Spiderfang was still glaring at Flamestar when he stopped breathing. Good,she thought smugly. One less arrogant cat in the forest. She looked up,at Nightstar. "What are we going to do now?"she mouthed silently.

Flint looked down at Flamestar's body. I completed my task. But why, Starclan? He stepped forward, ready to report about his clan as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. "Wolfclan has been doing fine. We haven't any food shortages, and the Clan is growing well." He stepped back.

_________________If 'Pro' is the opposite of 'Con', what is the opposite of 'progress'?

Lonepaw lifted his ears when Flamestar fell off the tree. Helooked down at the cat, the usual sympathy not in his eyes. Usually he'd be concerned, but this time he didn't care. It was an unusual feeling for him. Never had he just never cared. Never had he just looked at something and just... didn't care. This feeling he had was new.

"Maybe now we can get some words out before that mouse-brain gets back up," he grumbled, almost sneering. This wasn't the usual Lonepaw. He looked to Flint as he gave his announcement. "They seem to be doing fine," Lonepaw said with his usual tone. Back to his original self.

Now Redstar stepped forward. He kept his guard up, just in case Flint pushed him off too. "Shadowclan has been great this last moon," He lied. "Our fresh-kill pile is high and everyone is well-fed." Redstar fluently lied. He stepped back, thankful he hadn't faceplanted in the ground below.

_________________If 'Pro' is the opposite of 'Con', what is the opposite of 'progress'?

Out of nowhere, clouds appeared as far as the eye could see. They seemed to come out of nothing. They swallowed up the moon, and almost everything went pitch black. The clouds themselves were dark as night. They rumbled, and there was a brief flash as several bolts of lightning shot out of the clouds at once. Trees exploded into flames, which then disappeared as torrents of rain fell all over the territories. Everything was a blind blackness, the only time you could see was when lightning flashed.

Redstar panicked. Unlike the others, he knew the higher you were up, the more likely you would get hit by lightning. With a yowl, he started jumping down branches, heading along the quickest route to the bottom.

Flint watched Redstar, his feet frozen to the ground. For the first time in his life, Flint didn't know what to do. But the clouds appeared just after Redstar had finished speaking, which must mean this was all his fault. He growled at Redstar, but not even Flint could hear his own growl over the rain.

Silverstar watched in horror as trees burst in flames, lightning flashes down with peircing strength. Yowling through the darkness, she was barely heard. "RUN THUNDERCLAN!! BACK TO CAMP!!" She roared, pelting down the limber branches of the tree; watching branches flare to life in front of her. Narrowly making it down she screeched in pain, seeing flames touch her fur, burning her hind leg; but continued, care only for her clan.

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Stormcloud nodded after Tigerpelt, rushing to Nightstar and him. "We must GO!"

Hawkfire pelted after Silverstar. Trees were bursting into flames all around them, then getting doused by rain a second later. Hawkfire couldn't see, and he felt like he would be going into shock. He stopped to look around. Where did Thunderclan go?

Redstar screeched among his cats. "Shadowclan! Return to camp before we all get killed!" Hoping his call was heard, he ran back to Shadowclan territory, using only his sense of direction to guide him.

Lonepaw screeched at the sudden storm. It caught him completely by surprise. The trees were catching fire, some were being doused by the rain, but most stayed burning. She looked up at the great tree. Shadowstar needed to get down, and quickly, he couldn't stay there, not all.

Instinct told him to run, but he wouldn't leave without their leader. he couldn't.

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Spotpaw was surprised by the storms sudden coming. Quickly she jumped up. Confusion and fear was all around. She quickly ran to find one of her clanmates so she could help them ojut. So they could help her out. So she'd know what to do.

He then turned and saw 4 cats making an enemy clan run away with something, something strange. Then he heard the leader start speaking again,

"A wave of blood shall wash up on the beaches Cats will be drenched with blood A darkness has risen Fire, Earth, Air, and Water alone can save the clan"

he meowed then he jolted awake to see lightning flash across the sky and pouring rain hitting him in the face and saw that only 2 clans were left. He then got up and yowled, "FireClan, lets get home!" and ran off with his Clan following him.

Hawkfire heard Nightsar's call. But where is Silverstar? He panicked, calling out the names of his clanmates.

Flint was still on the top of tree. He doubted anyone could see this far up through the rain. But he had to get down, and Flint knew his big paws would slip on the branches. What to do... He thought calmly.

Silverstar leaped from the tree, wincing as pain flurried through her, leg charred and dark fromthe fire. Limping slightly, she floored ahead, just in time to see a tree fall behind her, narrowly missing her ... That was close. Hurrying towards the edge of the clearing she called out, over the flames. "COME THUNDERCLAN!" Her voice boomed, and she stayed in her spot, waiting for each cat to pile out. She needed to make sure they were all safe.

Hawkfire jumped at the sound of Silverstar's voice. Thank Starclan! He hissed as pain shot up his leg. He looked down to see what had happened. He was on fire. He was on fire! Hawkfire yowled in pain as he tried to put the fire out. Eventually the rain doused it. Limping toward Silverstar, he couldn't help but fall over when he reached the other warriors and his leader.

Leopardstrike raced up to Hawkfire's side, helping to support one side, "Come on, we have to get out of here, the fire is getting worse." He mewed taking a look back to see much of the Gathering place lit on fire and slowly being doused by water and then fire starting up again. The place smelled of ash, flame, and fear. Fear emitting from every single cat in the area.

Flint had finished thinking about what he had to do. He thought of it over and over, but knew that if he jumped on a branch, it would end more painful than if he just jumped. Flint screwed up his haunches and leaped, and the ground seemed to spring up and smack into him.

Rainpaw,who had returned without Sunflower,yowled in terror as the smell of smoke wafted towards her on the whipping wind. "Leopardstrike!"she screamed,desperately looking for her friend.

Spiderfang grumbled something under her breath and raced after Nightstar. She heard a young cat scream,but didn't stop,terrified for her own Clan's safety.

Autumn howled as pitch black covered the gathering area,and lightning singed the air with energy. Mud was cowering beside her,his eyes wide. Then he stood,and said,"You go with the others! I'll follow to make sure we get out okay!" Autumn started to shake her head no when lightning flashed and a fearsome snarl boomed in her ears as thunder rolled. "Okay,but please be careful!"she pleaded,dissapering into the river of fleeing Clans. Mud could only nod.

Rainpelt raced with the other ThunderClan cats, the strom they had been waiting for fianlly apread but on the night of the gathering, tonight they may lose cats. "ThunderClan RUN!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Cloudpaw raced towards her Clan, this was one of the scariest nights of her life..... She may die tonight, this storm was bad!

Rainpaw looked around frantically for Leopardstrike. "Leopard-" A loud clap of thunder cut short her hoarse scream. Terror flooded through her. Please,oh StarClan let him be okay!she prayed. She wanted her best friend to get out,even if she didn't. Their bond was so strong,he had been her first and only friend when she had come to ThunderClan,and now,if he died,it would be like losing a brother.

Lonepaw stood where he was, looking around at the confusion. His eyes were wide and his pelt stood on end. He pricked his ears when he heard a crackling noise. He looked behind him to see yet another tree fall. It landed just two tail-lengths behind him. The grass around it caught fire from the branch.

Lonepaw yelped in his surprise and he took off. He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he had to run. He couldn't stay here, staying here would mean inevitable death. That wasn't something he was willing to have happen now.

He weaved through cats, running with the same fear and need to leave as him. Soon he didn't know where he was going. The wave of cats caught him in something he couldn't get out of.

He yowled with fear when he felt something ram into his side, pushing him off his feet and to the ground. This was it! He was going to die! Hello StarClan, he thought before he saw another cat standing above him.

"Lonepaw?" A voice said. He looked up at the cat, her eyes wide with fear. He flanks heaving.

"Spotpaw!" Lonepaw got up quickly and looked at the she-cat.

"Glad to see someone from my own clan," she said through heavy breaths, "but we have to go, and now."

Autumn yelped as a flaming branch struck her flanks as she ran with the cats,and was glad that they weren't hurt. She didn't hear anything but blood boiling in her ears and the terrified screaming of young cats. I hope Mud will hold out...

Mud hopped onto a dead log,away from the near endless river of fur and ears. Lightning crackled in the air,and he heard a large crash. He looked behind him to see a huge oak,it's base bursting with flames,falling towards him. "No!"he howled,jumping away. He though he had gotten away in time,when a stabbing pain started in his side. He smelled singed fur,and looked back. He had escaped the tree's trunk,but now it's heavy branches lay across the lower half of his body. "Help!"he screamed,terror rising in him quickly. Horror soon took over as a tiny spark near the branches ignited on a small twig. His eyes widened and he struggled,but it was no use. He was laying with his flank on the ground,and he was half-way slumped on one side. He couldn't get up. Oh StarClan,I'm not ready to die yet!